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Okay, as I am too tired and not in the mood to post a long-ass journal, some short notes. Sole day of "break": quite fun. ZOMGBOOTS. Nausicaa whee! West Side Story boo. I am not Ed, stop that. MY MOTHER GAVE ME A HEIGHT COMPLEX. I am not short. SO DON'T CALL ME SHORTY MCSHORT! >.<

Speaking of the little fucker, he's been AWOL since the party. Maybe I should find him.

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Brain: You should draw some fanart!
Me: Mrrgh.
Brain: Okay, fine, then you should write some fanfic!
Me: Mrrgh.
Brain: You should work on that fanfic idea you had.
Me: Mrrgh. Too much work.
Brain: LOOK YAOI!
Me: Mrrgh.
Brain: ....
Me: ....
Brain: ....
Me: Oh, you're not allowed to give up on me.
Brain: ....
Me: ....
Brain: ....
Me: ....
Brain: WRITE A YAOI SCENE DAMMIT!
Me: YOW! Terrets much?
Brain: Well, at least be SLIGHTLY productive!
Stomach: FEEDME
Me: ....
Stomach: FEEDMESEYMOR
Me: *feeds brain to stomach, goes back to cruising LJ*